The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 9
I am heartily glad I came hither to you : if he come to - morrow , I'll give him his payment ; if ever he go alone again , I'll never wreftle for prize more ; and fo , God keep your worship . [ Exit . Oli . Farewel , good Charles .
I am heartily glad I came hither to you : if he come to - morrow , I'll give him his payment ; if ever he go alone again , I'll never wreftle for prize more ; and fo , God keep your worship . [ Exit . Oli . Farewel , good Charles .
Pàgina 11
Of a certain Knight , that fwore by his honour they were good pancakes , and fwore by his honour the mustard . was naught : now I'll stand to it , the pancakes were naught , and the muftard was good , and yet was not the Knight forfworn ...
Of a certain Knight , that fwore by his honour they were good pancakes , and fwore by his honour the mustard . was naught : now I'll stand to it , the pancakes were naught , and the muftard was good , and yet was not the Knight forfworn ...
Pàgina 15
I'll ask him what he would . Did you call , Sir ? Sir , you have wreftled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Will you go , coz ? Rof . Have with you : fare you well . [ Exe . Rof , and Cel . Orla .
I'll ask him what he would . Did you call , Sir ? Sir , you have wreftled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Will you go , coz ? Rof . Have with you : fare you well . [ Exe . Rof , and Cel . Orla .
Pàgina 15
I'll ask him what he would , " Did you call , Sir ? Sir , you have wreftled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Will you go , coz ? Rof . Have with you : fare you well . [ Exe , Rol , and Cel . Orla .
I'll ask him what he would , " Did you call , Sir ? Sir , you have wreftled well , and overthrown More than your enemies . Cel . Will you go , coz ? Rof . Have with you : fare you well . [ Exe , Rol , and Cel . Orla .
Pàgina 19
I'll put my felf in poor and mean attire , And with a kind of umber fmutch my face ; The like do you ; fo fhall we pass along , And never ftir affailants . Rof . Were't not better , Because that I am more than common tall , That I did ...
I'll put my felf in poor and mean attire , And with a kind of umber fmutch my face ; The like do you ; fo fhall we pass along , And never ftir affailants . Rof . Were't not better , Because that I am more than common tall , That I did ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Pàgina 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Pàgina 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Pàgina 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Pàgina 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Pàgina 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...